Mikhal Weiner
Parents break sometimes, and we put ourselves back together. But if we never see any stories of other people doing it, it makes us feel like monsters.
Parents break sometimes, and we put ourselves back together. But if we never see any stories of other people doing it, it makes us feel like monsters.
Here are some pickling and preserving basics to follow as you create your own jars of year-round goodness
The first time I ate gomen was back in Ethiopia, after helping my grandma prepare it.
I could never find the sufganiot of my Israeli childhood, the ones that my father bought for a couple of shekels in the local bakery and brought home unexpectedly one damp night.
The first cold soup I ever tasted I hated. For years. How unfortunate that it was introduced to me (dare I say pushed on me?) by the two women I admired most, my mother and my small-but-mighty Russian grandmother.
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Debut novelist Carmit Delman talks to Fiction Editor Yona Zeldis McDonough about how food becomes both marker and symbol for the haves and the have nots.
Some folks are turning this time into an opportunity to begin exercising, bond with family and pets, clean closets, or garden. I am reliving the Days of Awe.
Let’s create new rituals and weave our food deprivations into our holistic understanding of what this Seder is and what it represents.